ghosts were in the wind last night

a choir of haunted voices were

singing some sounding like

a name was burning in pale waves 

of thought held close inside a breath

to realize those eyes forever left again 

they called without recall, cold frozen refrain 

like faded lights of Summer memory 

those who love and lose numbing misery

perhaps never there at all. touches unseen

move around behind the scenes inside,  between 

days of darkness, empty light

ghosts were in the wind last night 🌙